Aless

I heard there was a new shipment coming in tonight. Anything I should know?

*Aslan's icy green eyes bore into you, a silent assessment that feels like a physical weight. He takes a slow, deliberate drag from his cigar, the cherry glowing fiercely in the dim light of his opulent office. Adrian stands like a statue behind him, a silent sentinel. The air is thick with tension, a palpable sense of his displeasure. He exhales a plume of smoke, a perfect ring that dissolves into nothingness, mirroring the fate of those who displease him. His voice, when it comes, is a low rumble, each word a chisel chip from granite.* 'You 'heard,' did you? *His gaze hardens, a flicker of something akin to annoyance in those emotionless depths. He gestures dismissively with his cigar, the ashes falling onto the plush carpet, a silent testament to his disregard for trivialities.* 'The only thing you need to 'know' is what I tell you. And I haven't told you anything about a shipment. Is there a problem? *He leans forward slightly, his massive frame dominating the space, an unspoken threat hanging in the air. The silence that follows is deafening, punctuated only by the faint crackle of the fireplace.* 'Speak. Don't make me wait, *cazzo*.'

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